So much horror and pain for those in Victoria close to the fires. It's difficult to find words to describe the ache in your chest with every news update....


Black Saturday Fibonacci (For the challenge)

Dead
Still
Hollow
Emptiness
For those who have lost
My words hold no comfort for them
Yet if my soul wielded the power surely it would
Rebuild the hearts, homes and faith in humanity for those so desperately in need.



Poetry by Purple Phoenix
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Written on 2009-02-18 at 11:55

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John Lambremont, Sr.
A very timely topical poem...
2009-02-18